it was almost 3am. After completing my ESAP essay on Goffman's dramaturgical approach, i stacked my books in 1 corner, cleared the table, took my cup n walked towards the kitchen.
And then i smelt a familiar stench. The past few months of mugging overnight at downtown east and using their toilet at wee hours wasnt wasted. Through those, my nose has become very alert to cockroach's stench.
Armed with morphine, i traced where the stench came from and aimed my morphine at the exact spot where i thought it'd appear. and ALA! there it was, stupidly crawling out from its safe zone to get a good look of what was going on outside. HAHA DUMB ROACH.
i sprayed my morphine like there's no tmr as it scrambled across the kitchen floor. i reached out my other hand butTMD smelly egg cake. Realised i wasntarmed with the swap. DANG IT. Stared as the roach scrambled out of my sight. Shit morphine. roaches are totally immune to u.
3rd time roach encounter at my place. killed it 2 times, fled the 3rd time. stupid cockroach ruined my track record -..-
